What I’d be eating tonight. If only I could be in San Miguel.

What I’d be eating tonight. If only I could be in San Miguel.

I’m in Toronto, hibernating with Mama Bear. Or maybe it’s Mother Hubbard because our cupboard is very bare. Our restaurant round-ups are called food delivery apps and we’re struggling. After seven days in the cave, after seven different apps, after burgers and sushi...
Flàmmeküeche has arrived in San Miguel.

Flàmmeküeche has arrived in San Miguel.

OK, let me first admit that I had to look up the word, too. Maybe a lighter especially designed for doobies? No. But there is some fire involved. Translated roughly from the German, flàmmeküeche means flame pastry. And there are at least five different spellings (and...
Makin’ bacon. The Canadian way.

Makin’ bacon. The Canadian way.

It’s almost a ritual in Toronto. You get up early on Saturday morning and head down to St. Lawrence Market, the best food market in the world according to National Geographic. After about an hour of merry-go-rounding the hood, searching for any place under ten bucks...
The March wine-pairing dinner takes us to Japan.

The March wine-pairing dinner takes us to Japan.

Our next San Miguel wine-pairing dinner will focus on some of Japan’s most celebrated dishes. Guest chef Satoru Takeda will join Chikatana chef Alejandra Landeros in creating four courses paired with local Mexican wines. ONE NIGHT IN TOKYO Yakigyoza Boiled and roasted...
Ravin’ about ramen.

Ravin’ about ramen.

Gourmet food courts. They’re usually called Mercado This or Mercado That in Mexico. The concept originally sounded absolutely amazing to me. Take a few good chefs making a lot of the world’s best dishes and put them all in one place sharing tables and chairs, sharing...